fewflames upon the hill a field on firebut the woman by myside is so much brighter even the craters on the moon stare at you dancing in the fluorescence of my mind's window. and you're my favorite leaves steeped in boiling water when i breathe you give me one hundred trees 
when i breathe 
even the haze in the sky won't leave you hanging cradled by the yawns of a sleepless year our eyes adjust to the golden pillowed sand fill our pockets with sugar for a thousand years

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Sandstand

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Sandstand

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